New roommate doesn’t like pants [MF]

Many years ago I went through a few roommates in the span of a couple years. I first moved in to the place with a friend but he got a job out of state so he moved. The next joined the Peace Corps. I pretty much had a new roommate every 6 months, though none of them left because of me. It was never hard to find someone to fill the space as the rent was dirt cheap and very convenient for commuting. Since we paid the rent in cash (part of why it was so cheap) my landlord said he didn’t care who moved in as long as the rent was paid. Most of the roommates were friends or colleagues so I didn’t have to screen for crazies too much. One of my roommates, Jaime, was a friend of a coworker’s friend. She was medium height with dirty blonde hair. Full Bs and a small ass. I had met her once or twice but not much more than a “Hi.”

The other room became available and when I asked around Jaime happen to be looking for a place. I asked her to come by to spend 20 minutes getting to know each other and make sure there were no red flags. I usually took this time to ask how clean they are, if they have pets, … I also share my quirks, one of which is that I don’t wear pants in my place. As soon as I get home it’s boxer-briefs and a t-shirt. It’s just so much more comfortable. Some people get weirded out by it so I always make sure to tell future roommates before-hand to make sure it isn’t a deal breaker and so far it never as been.

I explained to Jaime, “Just a heads up, I don’t wear pants in the apartment. I’m ‘allergic’ to them haha. Is that cool? I just want to make sure before you move in and get weirded out”

J: “Oh really? Yea that’s cool. I hate pants too!”

The next week she moved in. The first four days I was doing late night shifts and odd hours at work so aside from passing each other going/coming from the apartment I didn’t see her but she said she was comfortable and loving the place.

The apartment is one big room encompassing the living room, kitchen, and door to the bathroom with a bedroom on each end.

The fifth night I texted her on my way home saying that I picked up a pizza and was just going to watch movies all night if she wanted to join. When I got home I changed in to my standard apartment dress and went to the couch. I called out to her room to let her know she could join me. Jaime emerged from her room in a sleep/Men’s XXXL shirt. It hung just below her ass and flowed a she walked. As she bent over to grab a drink from the fridge her shirt was pulled tight against her ass and it was clear she had no panties on. She came over to the couch and sat down but as she did her shirt rode up a bit. It was hard not to look.

This same sort of outfit became the norm for about 2 weeks. Right as I got home Jaime ran out to drop off her laundry. I started eating dinner and watching TV in the living room. When she got back she said she would get take off her makeup and join me. Jaime went in wearing jeans and a red t-shirt. She came out wearing just the t-shirt. As soon as she opened the door I saw her perfect vagina, completely waxed.

J: “What?”

M: “Uh, nothing. You just don’t have anything on.”

J: “I told you I hate pants.”

M: “So why no long shirt?”

J: “Laundry day. I’m all out of those shirts. They are actually starting to get ratty. Should probably throw some of them out.”

So she joined me on the couch, completely bottomless, and she continued to do so the rest of the time she lived with me. Watching TV in my living room has never been so great.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/57vyln/new_roommate_doesnt_like_pants_mf